On Fu Shi’s side, he had been waiting for his wife for a long time, but the so-called door to the netherworld in the air didn’t open.

It was dark outside, and it was about to rain again.

At this moment, wisps of cold air wrapped around him from all directions. Fu Shi fell asleep once again.

When Fu Shi opened his eyes again, Shen Chun was standing in front of him in a red dress.

Shen Chun was clearly on a small mound not far from him, but he couldn’t approach her no matter what.

It was as if they weren’t from the same world.

Behind her beautiful curves, there was wildfire and desolation.

It was rare for Shen Chun to put on heavy makeup. Her face became even more defined than usual, and the cold expression on her face became even clearer.

Dark fire flickered in her cold eyes, as if it wanted to devour everything.

“Wife.” Fu Shi felt that the surroundings were a little strange. Even his wife, whom he was most familiar with, had become a little unfamiliar.

Unexpectedly, ‘Shen Chun’ didn’t reply. Instead, she glanced at him indifferently.

After swinging her flame whip, she rushed to Fu Shi. “Who are you? How dare you call me your wife?”

As Fu Shi looked at the cold woman in front of him, he finally sobered up.

She wasn’t his wife!

Fu Shi was about to turn around and leave when the woman’s whip wrapped around his legs like a long snake. Right on the heels of that, a hand as cold as ice grabbed his neck.

“Oh, I understand. No wonder Shen Chun was willing to marry an ordinary person. She covets the purple aura on you, right? I’m here to try it today,” ‘Shen Chun’ muttered in Fu Shi’s ear and spat out a snake tongue.

A chill ran up Fu Shi’s back.

His wife should be on her way, so he closed his eyes and recited silently, ‘This is all fake.’

However, Fu Shi couldn’t help but take a deep breath when the cold skin pricked him like needles.

“Why? This skin is made according to your preferences. Why don’t you dare to open your eyes and look at me?” Even the woman’s voice was a little similar to Shen Chun’s.

Just as her long fangs were about to pierce Fu Shi’s neck, a golden light suddenly appeared in Fu Shi’s pocket.

At first, there were only a few thin strands, but in a few seconds, the golden thread began to grow as thick as a tree.

When the monster saw the golden light, she covered her eyes and rolled on the ground in pain. “This damn light! Aren’t you just an ordinary mortal?! Where did this charm come from?!”

With that, she howled in pain in the light. Dozens of tentacles with snake heads rushed towards Fu Shi, but before they could touch him, she and the tentacles gradually turned into ashes.

Fu Shi stared at the light coming from his pocket in a daze and reached out to touch it.

The light wasn’t prickly. Instead, it was very warm.

He touched the glowing object in his pocket. It was a round brown stone with wisps of red patterns on it.

The moment the stone met his gaze, it immediately emitted an extremely intense white light.

Fu Shi felt his vision blur. When he woke up again, he was already lying in the bedroom of Yawang Villa.

The surroundings were silent, and he could only hear his heart beating violently.

Was it a nightmare? Or was it reality?

After taking out the tiger eye stone from his pocket, Fu Shi realized that the red patterns on its body were fluctuating like waves, and the stone was still warm.

It was his wife who was protecting him.

Then what was all of this?

Fu Shi forced himself to calm down and planned to get up to take a shower in the bathroom.

At this moment, a black hole appeared in midair, and right on the heels of that, a woman in white trousers and a light purple shirt descended from the sky. “Hubby!” Shen Chun rushed straight to Fu Shi. “Did you miss me?”

Fu Shi wiped the sweat off his forehead and handed the tiger eye stone to Shen Chun as he said, “It’s nothing. I think I had a dream just now, but your stone saved me.”

He told Shen Chun everything in detail, but Shen Chun’s expression darkened..